Reluctant entry
At the threshold, Gracie froze, her instincts screaming against entering a stranger’s secluded dwelling. The man, noticing her hesitation, let out a soft chuckle. “You don’t really have another choice,” he teased, motioning toward the looming darkness of the forest behind them. The doorway felt like a trap, yet compared to the vast, unforgiving woods, it seemed the lesser risk.
Reluctant Entry
No other option
The reality of her predicament struck hard—lost deep in the woods, cut off from help, and with nowhere else to go. His laughter echoed in her ears, a cruel reminder of her vulnerability. As unsettling as it felt, he wasn’t wrong. With resignation weighing on her, Gracie realized that stepping inside was the only path forward, however uncertain it might be.
No Other Option
